Elvis Is God
The second coming played a rhapsody
Rubbery legged both white and black
Kept the preaching to a minimum
Blood and sweat poured down his sunburned neck
His eyes shut tight and his soul was pure
Jet black hair and karate pose
Sang a song about a mystery
Reverberated 'round the globe
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Sideburn Jesus was pumping gasoline
Curled his lip and shook his ass
Drove his truck up to the Temple
The vendors said they'd take a pass
Said "Get your sorry self on back to Memphis
Don't want to hear no blues by whites"
The sneering scarred out face of slavery
Flew across the sky at night
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They cleaned him up and took his picture
But the colonel betrayed his very soul
Treated the King like a whored out marionette
But you can't kill Rock and Roll
The last temptation in the Holy Land
Desert sand and neon lights
People come from near and sunder
See him sing three shows a night
They say he's dead but thy're not right
Elvis Is God
Dave Linantud: Vocals, guitars, bass
Ryan Bowen: drums